Yan Luoxi saw Shen Jue's response in the middle of the night, and her eyes were filled with stars from anger. She had sensed something was wrong when she left Zuo'an, and now her premonition had become reality.
Shen Jue is definitely not to be trifled with, no wonder even Tian Lingyun fell into her hands.
With a dark face, she sat up. There was no way she could sleep tonight.
Li Yeqi noticed the movement beside him and opened his eyes, seeing Yan Luoxi lifting the quilt, preparing to get out of bed. He sat up and, noticing her holding her phone with an ugly expression, he grabbed her wrist and pulled her back, "What's wrong?"
"Shen Jue fought back. She did those heinous things herself, yet shamelessly pushed all the blame onto me. How can she face herself?" Yan Luoxi was so angry that her stomach hurt.
Li Yeqi took her phone, glanced at Yan Luoxi's flooded Weibo, and frowned deeply, "Xixi, you're too naive. Someone like Shen Jue, how could she just wait to be attacked?"
